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"Funny HaHa" or "Funny Peculiar"? As with Hamlet, that is the question. . .

The !!!FAB-U-LUXE!!! Ken Rolle is at New York City. Pull your life savings from the sock under your mattress and put your money on the table for a memorable experience betweenst the sheets that should not be missed in a lifetime! Ken will take the curl out of your hair and put it in your toes! And, boys, PLEASE, no change or small bills.

Make haste to your nearest Western Union office before he books out!

Cash deposit, by wire to Monaco, is required.

$4000 per day, inclusive of round-trip business class plane fare to the destination of your choice, gets you this "prime property" come to market.

These lads are the test of the old adage, "Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder" in that they are either the perfection of the human form or Brutus of the Popeye cartoon strip come to life.

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"My boyfriend is robbing a bank and I"m driving the getaway car. I'll be a little late . . .but don't worry, I'll be there."

Alec and Adam are "Golden Oldies" who provide a "first-class" experience and do not disappoint in their fulfillment of a client's expectations of them.

Adam Michaels, a Golden Oldie.

Hubris can be compelling, and, indeed, amusing, in those men who, in their presentation, come close to the ideal of the perfection of the form. Sadly, gravity carries the day in the end. . .

!!!HOT DAMN!!!

Bill Ruegge the Atlanta Underwear Model off men4rentnow was in great shape with a $100 hourly rate and $500 for a long weekend F-M.

Merely to contemplate him in his physical beauty and virility affords pleasure. I have tendered to him an invitation to have the use of my home in Florida for a week or two in the summer season, and, as a "kicker", a "shoot" with Dennis Dean, an "up and coming" photographer at Ft Lauderdale. I ain't given to selfish greediness, and, thereby, in the event he accepts the invitation, I surmise he will be available for "outcalls" in the course of his sojourn on The Island.

Yes, his fees are negotiable.

If it can be considered a recommendation, he has "done" Robert Sepulveda Jr in a menage a tois with Sepulveda's client of the moment, and, he has several "selfies" to evidence that he "fucked Prince Charming flat".

Prudent advices from a seasoned fellow traveller. . .

In my experience, his weekend "rack rate" was negotiable with credits for fine dining and shopping excursion to Maus & Hoffman. By my observation, he is a heavy drinker, but, he took note that I limit myself to an olf-fashioned whiskey cocktail with my lunch, a glass of wine with my dinner, and and a glass of cognac in the evening and he followed suit by my example..

Yes, he presents very nicely physically, and, he is very amusing in his manner.

I have a coffee can painted up by a semi-famous artist for my ashes.

He is the brood mare in the referenced relationship; however, by his representation to me, he presents himself as a "top man" as the position that potential clients expect of him.

For myself, I had an enjoyable long week-end with him. That stated, I realize that sustaining "truth in advertising" in the delivery of services can be a difficult thing for a provider in this particular "business".

Truth in advertising. . .he is a memorable experience not to be missed in a lifetime.

Smile.

Ah, me! This commentaries brings back a memory of my distant youth at which time I attained my first employment as a trust officer in a prominent banking firm at NYC. On my first day at work I was handed the probate file on an old Russian emigre, the "Caviar King", who had recouped his fortunes after the Revolution in marrying, in succession, two American heiresses. The gentlemen's second wife, the widow of the president of one of NYC's largest banks who, herself, had done well in the marriage market, her first husband, who she haddivorced, having been the heir to one of America's Great Fortunes, had predeceased him, and, his will, drafted by a prestigious "white shoe" firm, called for the distribution of his estate, some $3,000,000. to his sister and her son, his nephew, residents of France. The probate of the estate had proceeded nicely when "Sweetie Pie" showed up at the court house door. Yes, the aged Caviar King had taken up a relationship with a woman who claimed that he had married her, and, thereby, she was entitled to one-half of his estate. Depositions, hearings, continuances, etc went on for three years, the only proof of the marriage being dubious witnesses and a note penned in the man's handwriting which read: "At last we are together Sweetie Pie". At long last, the matter settled; Sweetie Pie walked with a $50.000 pay off; the estate, however, incurred $250,000+ in legal fees and court costs, and with taxes owing, was reduced to a fraction of its original worth.